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lost love poem

quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
você é meu companheiro
para trás, gire para trás
têm você não ouvido
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
dê-me
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras

 



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